The next few hours was a messy one but they finally got the spaghetti done with the cookies, plus they cleaned up their mess.

"It doesn't seem to make much..."

"We made like 75 cookies and we would have had more if you hadn't kept eating the cookie dough!" Tim said, laughing as he put the rest of the cookie dough in the fridge for Jeff to have.

"Cookie dough is amazing... Jeff will agree."

"I agree."

"Jeff!" Tim said, turning around to see a smiling Jeff standing in the hall. Tim ran over and hugged him, checking over for injuries in the process.

"Record time, pal." Ben said, laughing.

"Thank Mr. Z for that... I am fine, Tim. Are you alright?" Jeff asked, sounding a bit worried.

"I'm fine! We made you dinner and dessert for when you came back..." Tim said, leading him to the kitchen to show him the good food which was still hot.

"Looks good, Tim. Listen, I wanted to talk about your family..." Jeff said, wanting to apologize for everything.

"Don't... I talked with Zalgo and I just want to move on from this... And just be with my Jeffy..." Tim said, making Ben fake gag.

"Yay! You ain't mad!" Jeff said, hugging Tim. "Now, lets eat! I shall murder the spaghetti with my fangs! Nom nom nom!"

"Hahaha! Dig in!"

"You two are too sweet for my tastes... But I will stay for dinner, since, ya know, I helped to make it." Ben said, sitting down.

"Food!" Jeff said, sitting down and grabbing a bowl.

"How much do you want Jeff? Ben?" Tim asked, smiling big at the way they looked at him. Like everything was ok.

"All of it!"

"Just a bit..."

"How about a big bowl for Jeff, a small bowl for Ben, a medium bowl for me, and then we can have cookies?" Tim asked, Jeff's eyes going big at the word cookies.

"Cookas?"

"Yes, Cookas."

"You. I like you." Jeff said, smiling.

"I like you too..." Tim said, blushing as he wished he could just say I love you to him.

"He loves you, Jeff." Ben said, eating. Jeff stopped eating as Tim blushed hard.

"I figured so. Just I hoped to hear it from Tim first." Jeff said, chuckling. "Love you, pretty boy."

"Love you, Jeffy..." Tim said.

"Now, let us thank our dark lord and savior Cthulhu for this meal!" Jeff joked, laughing.

"Of course!" Tim laughed, sitting down with them.

"It is perfection, Timmy..." jeff said, smiling as he took a bite.

"Ben helped alot..."

"You did good, Benny Boy."

"Don't call me that..."

"Don't be so stone faced... or is it wooden faced?"

"Jeff, I will punch you."

"Do do do, do do do, do do do do do!"

"Wrong song, dummie."

"You've met with a terrible fate haven't you?" Tim said automatically, Ben laughing.

"He got it!" Ben said.

"I was going for that next... You read my mind, Tim!"

"It just came to me... It's in the game right? The Happy Mask Salesman?"

"Yep! He is my old drinkin' buddy!"

"Whenever there is a meeting, a parting is sure to follow. However that parting need not last forever... Whether, a parting be forever or merely for a short time... That is up to you." Tim said, eating as they gaped at him. "What? The Happy Mask Salesman said that!"

"You did play my game..." Ben said, chuckling.

"That guy is creepy!"

"I don't know how but I remember a lot of quotes from the game.

"You have a photographic memory, maybe?" Ben suggested.

"I would have done better in school if I did..." Tim chuckled.

"I think we all would have!" Jeff laughed, stuffing his face in the spaghetti. He came up with sauce all over his face.

"Do I have to give you a spit bath?" Tim asked, jokingly.

"No..." He said, blinking several times. He began to try clean up his face using his tongue.

"Oh my god..." Tim said, grabbing a rag before handing it to him. "Sometimes you're so... What is the word?"

"Awesome? Intelligent? Unique?" Jeff tried, as he attempted to clean his face. Tim took the rag and started to clean Jeff's face.

"Handsome." Tim said, Jeff's face finally clean.

"No... The sauce..." Jeff said, chuckling.

"What about it...?"

"I want to be cleaned again..." Jeff said, starting to put his head down.

"What? Why?" Tim asked, confused now.

"You touch me when you do." Jeff said, smiling cutely.

"All you have to do is ask..." Tim said, holding Jeff's hand before touching their noses together.

"Bunny kiss?" Jeff said, chuckling.

"Eskimo kiss..." Tim said, smiling.

"Whatever... Bunnies are cuter."

"The great Jeff the Killer likes bunnies?" Tim teased, laughing slightly.

"I love bunnies." Jeff says, smiling brightly. "Especially for dinner!"

"Aww... Poor Bunny wabbits..." Tim said. "I used to have one when I was, like, 8."

"Black ones are the cutest..." jeff said, giggling.

"Mine was black with these demonic red eyes..."

"MAH BUNNY!"

"It was creepy... Would stare in my soul at night..."

"MAH PERFECT BUNNY!"

"Maybe I should get you one..."

"I want a demonic bun-bun!"

"We'll get you a demonic bunny..."

"Do you always give in to him?" Ben asked Tim.

"BUN BUN!" Jeff said, bouncing.

"When he's like this, Yes."

"So... He always gets his way."

"Well... Yes...."

"Figures." Ben says, chuckling.

"I AM GETTING A BUNNY!"

"Calm down or no cookies!" Tim threatened, Jeff stopping.

"Cookas... Must... Have... Cookas..." Jeff murmurs, sitting still.

"One question for you... Cookie dough or cookas?"

"Both! I want cookie dough on cookas!"

"I don't think that is healthy.."

"So?"

"I think he's trying to tell you no." Ben smirked, chuckling as he sat back.

"...Fine..."

"You can pick one tonight and the other in the morning if you wish..."

"Alright! Cookie dough in the morning!" Jeff said, smiling.

"Yep..." Tim said, smiling.

"COOKAS!"

"I'll get you some..." Tim said, smiling before bringing the three plates of cookies to them.

"Oh thank the cookie gods!" Jeff said, drooling.

"Haha!

Jeff takes one and smiles, a childish look on his face.

"What?" Tim asked, not taking one yet as he wanted to see how Jeff reacted.

"It's amazing..." Jeff says, before taking a bite. "It's AMAZING!"

"Thanks... Once again, Ben helped."

"The cookie gods have blessed you with cookie skills!"

"Tim did most of it, didn't you cookie master?" Tim blushed, hiding his face.

"He is mine, remember that, Ben." Jeff said, handing Tim a cookie. Jeff hugged Tim close, smirking as Tim was forced into his lap.

"Thanks..." Tim took a bite of the cookie, smiling.

"My pretty boy..."

"My Jeffy Weffy..." Tim giggled at Jeff's face, giving him a small kiss on the ear.

"Gosh..."

"Gag..."

"I think that's my new nickname for you... You make such a cute face..."

"You do too..."

"You make it look better..."

"I do not..." Jeff said, poking Tim. Tim had to hold back a giggle as his sides were very ticklish.

"Don't do that.."

"Why?" Jeff asked, smirking.

"They are... Ah.. Ticklish..." Tim said, regretting he said that as Jeff brought his hands up as though he was going to tickle him.

"Mwahahaha~" Jeff chuckled, going for the belly.

"No!" Tim said, trying to squirm away but it was too late as he started to laugh at Jeff tickling him, bringing his shirt up more.

"What a cute little belly!" Jeff said, smirking as he did.

"Please! Mercy!" Tim laughed, Ben watching in amusement.

"No mercy! None at all!" Jeff laughed, blowing on the round belly.

"Evil!" Tim laughed louder, the ticklish sensation making him feel wonderful.

"Cutie! My cutie! Little belly!" Jeff said, tasering him.

"Please!!" Tim squealed, squirming around as he tried to get away from the fingers.

"How much do you looooove me?" Jeff asked, giggling.

"A lot!!" Tim yelled, laughing as good tears came to his eyes.

"How much is a lot?" He asked, his grin getting bigger.

"More than... More than anything! Hahahahaha!!" Tim was feeling lightheaded but in a good way.

"Should I have mercy, ben?" Jeff asked, not stopping.

"Yeah. Have mercy on the poor bloke." Ben said, chuckling.

"Alright." Jeff said, stopping.

"Thank... Thank you..." Tim said, panting as he had this light in his eyes that he didn't have before.

"I just might do it again... later."

"I'm not going to argue..." Tim said, cuddling up to Jeff tiredly as Jeff and Ben talked about things, ending up falling asleep.